Infinite Reincarnation: Survival Begins from Ishimura

The moment Mu Xing jumped down, he felt as if he had leaped into a void of time.

With a plop, he fell into the lake, unable to reach the bottom.

He saw countless images flashing in the lake water, illuminated by the moonlight filtering through.

In every splash of water, there was a Lakeside, and a Master William.

However, the events that unfolded there were completely different.

Some worlds were engulfed in raging fire, some were drowned by war, and some were plunged into a withered stillness...

And in these worlds, Mu Xing saw survivors from different defense lines.

No wonder he hadn't seen other survivors along the way; it turned out they were all separated in different time loops.

Just as Mu Xing was immersed in these fragmented images, a strand of silver thread began to guide him forward.

He grabbed the thread, and it began to contract, suddenly tightening and pulling him directly from the lake into an unknown world.

This was a spiral light axis, or, as it could be called, a timeline.

The Bloodborne Curse world is a typical linear world, rather than a string world like the Evil Spirit world.

This ensures that time flows forward, or reverses backward.

He saw again the giant spider crawling backward on this axis.

That was the ancient god Rom, dragging the future towards the past, crawling laboriously, constantly repeating this process.

However, this timeline was suddenly twisted and dispersed into countless strands at a certain segment.

It was as if new branches were forcibly split from a main timeline.

The continuous splitting made it swell into an extremely strange ∞ symbol.

Mu Xing could only hold onto the thread tightly, not daring to relax even slightly.

He worried that if he let go, he would be thrown into an unknown timeline.

Only the spider Rom could figure out these intricate and dense timelines.

At the same time, Mu Xing saw that not only was the timeline split, but the spider Rom was also split apart.

An additional Rom appeared on each axis.

And when Mu Xing's gaze was cast further, through the dense timelines, he sensed the aura of chaos in the endless dark void.

He was very familiar with this aura; it was the aura of the Chaos Will Devourer he had seen before.

This chaos was even more powerful than he had imagined; Mu Xing suspected that it was at least a multiverse entity.

It quietly hid in the shadows of time, opening its terrifying giant eyes, secretly watching everything that was happening here.

What did it want to do?

Mu Xing wondered in his heart.

Soon,

he understood the purpose of this terrifying Chaos Will.

On the main timeline, its power was actually tearing a hole in the axis, and black conduits were constantly injecting dark egg sacs into it.

In those egg sacs, the grotesque forms of creatures could be vaguely seen, exuding a strong aura of chaos.

And the place where the spider Rom was taking him was the main timeline that was being attacked.

As they approached, the spider silk suddenly stretched, pulling Mu Xing into that axis with lightning speed.

...

In a daze, when Mu Xing woke up, he found himself standing on the cold lake surface.

Fine moonlight fell, illuminating the altar carved out by human hands beneath his feet.

He recognized at first glance that this was Lakeside, but it was different from the peaceful and tranquil Lakeside in his memory.

It had been transformed into an extremely unfamiliar appearance.

Tall city walls were erected around the lake, and the top was covered with dense automatic weapons.

Looking towards the academy building, those buildings had been transformed into war fortresses with a heavy mechanical feel.

Flames soared into the sky in front, explosions rang out one after another, and it was clearly a cruel and bloody battlefield.

"Where the hell did you bring me?"

Mu Xing subconsciously turned his head and sensed a familiar aura.

The spider Rom here was like being frozen in ice.

Seemingly frozen and sealed, it was actually a kind of protection.

Rom fearfully lay on the lake surface, curled up into a ball.

And around it, there were dense small spiders guarding it.

Only a thread connected Mu Xing to it.

Just then,

the front door opened, and several soldiers in armor, travel-worn, rushed in.

The leader carried a giant sniper rifle twice as tall as he was.

Next to him was a man carrying a blood-stained war blade, and a mage, holding a staff, with strange, constantly wriggling thorn balls floating behind him.

These soldiers exuded a murderous aura, as if they had just retreated from a battlefield of corpses and blood.

In Mu Xing's perception, the weakest of them was the one carrying the big gun, probably in the middle stage of the upper tier.

And the other two were both in the high stage of the upper tier.

The moment they saw Mu Xing, a trace of disappointment could not help but flash in their eyes.

"Hello, are you from the advance reconnaissance team?" Mu Xing tried to greet them.

"We spent so much to call for help, even sacrificing two teams, and the reinforcements we were promised? Just one in the initial stage of the upper tier?" The mage couldn't hide his disappointment.

The soldier next to him slammed his fist on the door next to him.

With a bang.

Mu Xing felt his body trembling, not knowing if it was disappointment or anger.

Just then,

a firelight sped over.

"Has the support arrived? Has the support arrived?"

The voice was filled with expectation and eagerness, and when it landed, it exploded red sparks on the silver lake surface.

The moment it landed, a surge of heat swept over.

Mu Xing recognized the person at a glance; he didn't expect it to be an old acquaintance.

That sturdy muscle, inverted triangle figure, two wild and domineering scars on his chest, plus the burning giant axe on his shoulder, almost made Mu Xing shout out his name: Man Shan.

The moment he landed, he directly pushed away the three people blocking his way and rushed in.

"Where's the support? Where's the support?"

When his gaze locked on Mu Xing, he immediately had a feeling of familiarity and strangeness.

Mu Xing pointed to himself: "If the support you're talking about is the search team sent by the survival defense line, then I should be it."

Man Shan seemed to react: "Wait, are you that young kid? Blood Moon?"

Then he looked around: "Where are the others? Where's the support? Are they behind you?"

Mu Xing shook his head: "Don't look, it's just me."

Man Shan was stunned on the spot: "Just you?"

"It's over, we won't be able to hold it." The mage wailed.

"Are the commanders above all eating shit? We risked our lives to defend for so long, and this is the result we get?" The soldier punched the wall and roared.

"Both of you shut up," the man carrying the big gun growled.

Man Shan looked at Mu Xing, unwilling to give up: "Did the command say when the follow-up support will arrive?"

Mu Xing continued to shake his head: "I don't know, the situation is a bit complicated, it was already not easy for me to get here."

He looked at the increasingly disappointed Man Shan: "Is Captain Ye Changfeng here?"

"He's injured, the situation is not good, if you must see him, come with me."

Man Shan is indeed Man Shan, he adjusted his state in the first time.

When he turned and walked to the three people in front of him: "Don't stand here, aren't you going back to the defense line?"